One moment she was fixing her hair, the next she was in a red inner garment, and Lin Qiao was completely baffled, yet pretended to know everything. "I'm preparing for it."
The two chatted for a while, and as it was getting late and time to prepare lunch, Mrs. Wang Zhu returned to the Wang Family.
After a moment or two, Song Qin and Song Rong came back carrying vegetable baskets. Song Qin was slightly out of breath and then took a small egg out of the basket, whispering, "I don't know whose chicken laid an egg in the vegetable garden, we can fry it up later to eat."
You couldn't blame them for not being considerate, as they didn't know whose chicken it was. The chickens often hung around their vegetable garden, pecking away at their veggies on multiple occasions.
Lin Qiao nodded with a smile, "Did the chicken eat the vegetables?"
"Sigh, it did, it's really infuriating," said Song Qin, a bit angrily.
